my 31st birthday

A few weeks ago Rory asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday. I told him my dream is to have a picnic at Lake Harriet but since I am a March baby I recognize a picnic may never be in the cards. Then I got all excited about having a July baby. That baby is destined to have picnic parties as long as I am the event coordinator.

But then Wednesday rolled around, and the five day forecast looked very, very promising. And so a picnic party was planned.

I got to Lake Harriet over an hour before everyone to ensure I got the best picnic tables, and as it turns out, I was the only one in the twin cities who had planned a lake harriet picnic yesterday. So we got those awesome tables, the ones I look at all summer long filled with families and food and footballs and frisbees and franks. (And other things that don't begin with the letter f.)

It was perfect. And so windy. Crazy windy. Both families were there, my mom made my chocolate bunny cake, we had lots of pregnancy craving foods of mine like deviled eggs, store-bought potato salad and ruffles with french onion dip, and the lake literally opened up during the course of my party.

I would love for this to be a tradition. My father-in-law Madison said he'd be there next year, snow or rain. So look for us. It might just be the two of us huddled on that hill next March 18th, but my hope is to have another picnic party for my 32nd.

Two things to note from the pictures: The one of my sister Annika and Rory with Ivar walking was a super funny moment as Svea, Ivar's big cousin by 6 weeks was trying to help him walk by pushing him from behind. You can barely see her. Second thing: Look at that second to last picture. I have always thought Annika and I look very different for sisters, but something  is happening as we get older. I can't get over how alike we look!